So we headed to the doctor tonight. The BF came with, because if the nail was being pulled off, I might not be wanting to drive myself home afterwards (especially if there was fainting involved). Also my doc is the BF’s doc, and he loves loves loves him. The doctor loves to talk, and most of the appointment I sat there while they gossiped and gabbed! The doctor wants us all to go out to dinner and meet his partner (doc is gay). He said this before in the early summer to the BF, but it never happened. I don’t know if it will, but it would be an interesting night out for sure! Plus it would be good for the BF to get out and make new friends, cause he doesn’t have any outside of work anymore. Honestly I guess I could beef up my friend roster too with so many of mine having moved away over the past 2 years.
Anyways, he didn’t pull the nail off. The nail will probably be falling off though, which I knew. Also the fact that it’s bleeding is apparently good, the blood isn’t being trapped underneath the nail. If that had happened then they would have had to drill a hole in the nail to release the pressure! Ew! It’s not infected, if I see signs of infection or red streaks around it, I need to call back immediately. Otherwise I guess I just have to sit around and wait for the nail to fall off. Fun!